Thursday, November 7, 2013

Waving Back

She skipped across the street to the corner where the school
bus would stop. I see her every morning. Today, she turned back to the truck
where her Dad was watching. She waved so vigorously her whole body swayed.
Something was different. Then I saw she had a floppy stuffed animal in her hand
and was waving it back and forth towards her Dad. Her smile was so big even my
failing eyes could see. As the school bus approached, one last fierce wave and
then she gently placed her floppy friend in her backpack, which looked way too
heavy for her body. She was off to school where she would have to sit still,
memorize, and be taught all the things society has decided are important. If by
grace a moment to color, it would have to be done within the lines. But inside
her backpack, a soft floppy but now still little reminder that she is still a
child. A child of wonder, magic, laughter, joy, and such a huge smile of life
and love. She’s growing up but she has a soft reminder of what counts. As the
school bus drove away my arm and hand fell down into my lap. As did my own
floppy stuffed animal that had been waving back.

About Me

I am not wise but I try to listen and struggle to see. I have more questions than answers. The ball of yarn and threads, representing answers to the meaning of life and the immortal question of “Why?” more often than not, falls from my heart’s loom to the floor, unraveling and becoming fodder for my cat.
Bowing from my waist in respect for you, bending my neck to offer my humble path, and hands clasped to my heart, I surrender my honor and heart to life, nature, to you and myself. Intertwined…Affirming Healing.
"In Lak' ech".... you are my other me.
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